Special A-level danger warning

Feng Xinzhi stretched out his hand and hugged the two bunches of flowers on one side of the bench into his arms, making room for Tiao Ye Caiju to sit down.

As a member of the military and police special suppression combat unit "Hound Dog", Tiaoye Caiju's five senses are far superior to ordinary people, even if he can't see, he can still detect Fengxinzhi's movements.

It's a little surprising to be able to talk.

Tiaoye Caiju was not polite, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit down, while listening carefully to Feng Xinzhi's heartbeat.

Known as the king of ignorance by the army, he can hear clear human voices, and listen to and judge various information from them.

Any physical changes, even if the heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, can be identified by him, and it is an enemy that all criminals do not want to face.

He leaned his back on the bench, and the soldier's upright posture did not change even when he was sitting. His fingertips wrapped in white gloves lightly brushed the armrest of the bench, with a sense of indifference.

It's really super peaceful. Whether it's heartbeat, breathing, or even thoughts, they are all at a level that he can call comfortable.

If only the rest of the "Hound Dog" could learn a lesson, he wouldn't have to be bothered by those guys all day.

Tiaoye Caiju had an unclear expression on his face, and a happy smile appeared at the end of his narrowed eyes, and he started talking directly without any scruples.

"Although it is a bit out of place, I still want to ask, Port Mafia... well, maybe you should have studied how to deal with my strategy."

Otherwise, it would be hard for him to imagine that such a pleasant heart sound actually exists.

Why can't his mentally handicapped teammates learn from it?

Tiaoye Caiju, who stepped on his teammates again, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him. His tone was relaxed and casual, and he completely entered the state of chatting.

Feng Xinzhi, who was plucking the petals lightly, did not deny it, and admitted it with a slight nod.

A master interrogator with superhuman five senses can listen to all information. If he doesn't do this in front of Jono Caiju, it is equivalent to revealing all the secrets without any concealment.

It is inevitable to take countermeasures.

——It was just a chance encounter, not to test him on purpose.

Feng Xinzhi, who roughly made this judgment, lowered his eyebrows and looked at the crowds on the street quietly, not wanting to have too much involvement with "Hound Dog" right now.

For the time being, there is nothing on him that must be hunted down by the "hounds", and the crimes in the hands of Mafia at the port have not yet spread to him.

Maybe it won't be certain in the future, but at least it won't change in the short term.

"It's really interesting, I came up with a coping strategy for me."

Tiaoye Caiju didn't care about Feng Xinzhi's slightly cold nodding response, he approached sideways, breaking through the normal social distance.

His voice was low and clear, but it was like a needle hidden in the soft down, carrying a dangerous aura that could not be ignored.

"What is the reason that makes you so alert?"

The peaceful heart sounds can't hear any useful information at all. Although it's good to relax occasionally, but it can make his five senses unable to hear the secrets of information, so he can't help but care.

There is nothing wrong with not being able to hear the heartbeat, but the meaning of this is a bit deep. The port Mafia seems to know too much about the military and police.

The more Tiaoye Caiju thought about it, he felt that this was a reasonable inference, and at the same time, he did not take any drastic actions, but simply approached Feng Xinzhi a little bit.

For Tiao Ye's approach, Feng Xinzhi did not dodge, and his tone did not show any emotional fluctuations.

"Isn't it a very normal reaction to be wary of members of the military and police suppressing combat units?"

Tiaoye Caiju laughed out of the flat, almost declarative tone, the tails of the eyes raised like a fox were bent into crescent moons, and the rope-shaped pendant by the ear swayed slightly.

This almost ignoring answer aroused a certain habit in him - he likes to watch his prey fall into the anxiety of being accused of a crime, and enjoy the pleasure of playing with his opponent.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he noticed his lingering partner floating over, as if trying to punish him.

... a little upset.

The calculating smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and he almost directly stated that he didn't welcome this partner.

Feng Xinzhi turned his head slightly, and looked calmly at the back of Tiaoye Caiju with a meaningless expression on his face.

Finding his partner turned away, Suehiro Tetsugu searched along the street, and saw Jono who seemed to be harassing the people.

As straight as he is, Suehiro Tiechang grabbed Tiaoye Caiju by the collar with a sullen face, and pulled Tiaoye back away from the victim.

Suguang Tiechang OS: If he wasn't worried about scaring passers-by, he could just unsheath his saber and punish Tiaoye.

Tiao Ye Caiju, who could fully imagine what this Tie Hanhan was thinking, maintained the movement of being pulled by the collar, and his mouth was not forgiving at all.

"Mr. Tiechang, think about it with your non-existent brain. I didn't do anything offensive just now."

Mo Guang Tiechang never listened to this kind of sophistry, he pressed Tiao Ye Caiju's head together to apologize to Feng Xinzhi, thinking that his negligence of duty caused this guy to come out and harm others.

Jono's bad habit of making his opponent anxious or desperate has never changed, and he has to suppress this guy instead of the captain.

Tiaoye Caiju, who had seen the false partnership, knocked off Mo Guang Tiechang's hand holding his collar expressionlessly, not wanting to admit that he knew this idiot.

"I am very sorry to trouble you."

Regardless of Joye Caiju's refutation, Suehiro Tiechang insisted on apologizing with his head held down, and dragged Jono away in full view.

Tiao Ye Caiju, who was dragged away, showed indifference and did not resist, but was thinking about why this mentally handicapped person would be his partner.

Mr. Tiechang could enter the "Hound Dog" because of his powerful force, and his strange aesthetics and thinking, which are like being bitten by a dog, really make him very grateful.

Now that the conversation was interrupted, Tiaoye naturally gave up continuing to ask questions, he raised his hand towards Feng Xinzhi and waved lightly, the smile at the end of his eyes was more meaningful.

--see you later.

Watching them seem to be singing Errenzhuan performance, Feng Xinzhi smiled lightly, not feeling much about the meaning conveyed by Tiaoye Caiju in the end, or even had a little expectation.

The five strongest members of the army are rare and powerful opponents, and they will probably have a chance to fight against each other in the future.

According to the future development trend of Port Mafia...

Feng Xinzhi lightly supported his chin with his hands, and looked at Gojo Satoru, who was bouncing back, with quiet eyes, and found that the other party didn't mind his elementary school spring outing-like movements being seen by others.

Finding that Feng Xinzhi was harassed by that guy with white hair in military uniform, Gojo Goku squinted his eyes, thinking that this was unbearable, but before he rushed out, another soldier grabbed the white hair gone.

Tsk, not happy.

He pushed the sunglasses that were about to fall off, shook the paper bag containing the donuts, and approached Feng Xinzhi's eyes to shake the small gift he got from the dessert cabinet.

"Dangdang, look what this is!"

The guard pendant dangling in front of the eyes, the delicate and beautiful texture outlines the words of peace drawn with gold thread, and it is covered with blooming plum blossoms, which are used to pray for well-being.

Everyone can see that this is Omori, but he has no idea what the meaning of Gojo Satoru's question is.

Feng Xinzhi looked at the excited expression of "take it, take it" on the other party's face, but he didn't refuse to take the Omoru directly from Gojo Satoru.

"It's the guardian of Tenmangu, I didn't expect to get this when I bought donuts!"

And that doesn't look at how many donuts you buy either.

Glancing lightly at the paper bag of no less than ten donuts in Gojo Satoru's hand, Feng Xinzhi didn't point it out directly, and turned over the exquisite shou in his hand to see the blessing words on the bag.

"Tenman Palace?"

It is a shrine dedicated to Sugawara Michizane, the god of learning, and it can be regarded as one of the most famous shrines in Japan.

As for the enshrined god Sugawara Michizane, he seemed to remember that it was...

"That's right~"

Gojo Satoru shook his fingers, affirming Feng Xinzhi's thoughts with a scientific expression.

"It's the Sugawara Michizane that Yuta told Yuta after the Shinjuku battle, one of the three great wraiths in Japan, and a once super powerful magician."

It can be regarded as the ancestor of him and Yi Guyoutai, but this is not important.

The most important thing is that Sugawara Michizane was bestowed with a divine title by the emperor for his cursed body, and believers after the last millennium are all over Japan, and the incense is flourishing.

"It's amazing, it's obviously a vengeful spirit, but it's believed to be a god."

Completely deviated from the definition of curse, and became a god to be believed in, honored as the existence of gods.

Hearing this, Feng Xinzhi smiled softly, and was not surprised by this earth-shaking change in identity.

"After all, it is the god of learning, and of course there are many people worshiping it. The Tianshen Festival in July is counted among the three traditional sacrificial activities."

The Tenmangu Shrine that blooms everywhere in Japan is the proof of the large number of followers of Sugawara Michizane.

"Damn it, why is that bad old man Tenshin? I, Yatogami, will sooner or later have my shrines spread all over Japan, with millions of believers. Those artifacts who abandon me will definitely regret it!"

An inexplicable voice inserted seamlessly into their conversation, which surprised Feng Xinzhi and Gojo Satoru at the same time.

The instant meeting of eyes made them understand that neither of the two people noticed this... person who suddenly approached?

The god who called himself Yato stared resentfully at the guardian of Tenmangu, who was held by Feng Xinzhi, and his sour words showed the imbalance in his heart. He almost took out a homemade toy to show that he was also a god around him.

As he resented and resented, he realized that something was wrong, and the two people opposite him were looking directly at him.

Yato: ...!

For ordinary humans, the sense of existence of gods is so thin that it is almost zero, even if they deliberately roll around (?) in front of people, they will be ignored.

Although you will be regarded as an ordinary person if you notice it once, but you will quickly forget it.

Therefore, these two are his destined believers!

Yato immediately ignored the performance of his lemon essence possession just now, searched around and took out two small pieces of paper from his trouser pockets, stuffed them into the hands of Feng Xinzhi and Gojo Satoru very attentively, and tried his best to start Sell ​​yourself.

"I am the fast, convenient and reliable god Yato, dedicated to providing various services, only five yen!"

"Five yen! If you can't buy it, you won't be able to buy it..."

Feng Xinzhi, who took the small piece of paper, glanced at the content on it lightly and was a little silent, it was a handwritten contact information.

The gods divination at night.

... It's fine to write the business card by hand, but is the English of the express delivery god serious?

Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue lightly, opened his six eyes and looked at Yato in front of him, trying to find a little bit of god in him.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

The guy who suddenly appeared in front of him was wearing a sportswear jacket, a somewhat damaged white scarf around his neck, and a small crown pattern on his chest. He looked like an ordinary teenager.

Although it is true that it is neither a human being nor a curse, but if this is a god, it would lower the image of a god too much.

As expected of Japan, which claims to have 800 million gods, the quality is so uneven.

Yato was completely unaware that he was rejected by those who thought he was a believer, so he actively introduced the content of the services he was involved in, trying to get the two people on the opposite side to offer five yen willingly.

"Ha, god?"

Wujo Wujo rolled his eyes, and there was a wicked hint of teasing in his blue eyes, and he took out a five-yen coin from his pocket that he bought a donut just now.

Clamping the two fingers like a cat fishing, he dangled in front of Yato's eyes, successfully attracting Yato's full attention.

"Go and help me to worship at Tenmangu, how can Sugawara Michizane be considered my ancestor?"

Wujo Wujo's funny words came into Yeto's ears word by word, and he froze instantly, revealing a petrified expression.

But, hateful, deceiving God too much.

There are people who can say such a bad request. It is a shame to ask a god to worship another god!

Yato, who thought he was upright, was willing to bow down for the five yen, straightened his body, and took the five yen coin from Gojo Satoru with restraint.

He flicked it lightly, and the flipped coin made a crisp sound, spinning and flipping in the air, reflecting a bright metallic light.

Yato grabbed Wuyen who was about to fall, and calmly looked at Wujo Satoru with his blue eyes, which made the latter raise his eyebrows, feeling a little subtle.

God is watching His followers.

"You are a destined person—"

The handsome posture could not be maintained for three seconds, and Yato, who was still full of gods just now, instantly appeared in his original form.

He looked at Feng Xinzhi with bright eyes, with longing on his face, and there seemed to be a phantom wagging its tail behind him.